Currently in Libertyville for a week; I'd love to meet up and am significantly less intense about it than the rest of this summary implies.
What I like to eat, where I grew up, butter-side-up or butter-side-down will come out in the path of shared experience. That's not what draws me in, turns me on, makes me tick.
No, instead, I'm thrilled by the question of what you'd kill for; I'm intoxicated by the possibilities of your passions. What changed you, made you be what you are? Why do you burn the midnight oil?
Each of us contains multitudes. Every conversation is an exploration of your mind.
Take me to your deepest self, the origin of your values and identity, not the damn gift shop.
If you've read this far, the first message is deliberately on you. Tell me, a la Avenue Q, your purpose.
Don't be nervous, as we'll never chat otherwise.